memories
i sat down on his bed and the only thing i saw was the bareness of his room. everything that was once there was now gone. and i knew where it was headed. just the thought of him not being in my reach is incredibly hard to think about. i thought that i had past this stage. i thought that i was going to be strong and independent and he would just be him. but all i thought about were the memories that we have shared in that very room....
i dont know why this has to be so hard. it shouldnt be. hes left before. this time its different. he is going to be on the other side of the country. i guess its just a realization that it is actually done. over. finished.
on to another chapter in our biography of our lives.
"I dreamed I was dying as I so often do
and when I awoke I was sure it was true
I ran to the window
threw my head to the sky
and said whoever is up there
please don't let me die
but I can't live forever
I can't always be
one day i'll be sand on a beach by the sea
the pages keep turning
I mark off each day with a cross
and I'll laugh about all that we've lost"
i dont know why this has to be so hard. it shouldnt be. hes left before. this time its different. he is going to be on the other side of the country. i guess its just a realization that it is actually done. over. finished.
on to another chapter in our biography of our lives.
"I dreamed I was dying as I so often do
and when I awoke I was sure it was true
I ran to the window
threw my head to the sky
and said whoever is up there
please don't let me die
but I can't live forever
I can't always be
one day i'll be sand on a beach by the sea
the pages keep turning
I mark off each day with a cross
and I'll laugh about all that we've lost"